RIP Mr.complex Coffee

Well, I was going to start off with my usual Good Morning greeting, but I am a grouch today and am not really feeling the whole 'good' thing as I rise and greet this day which already has a sense of humor I don't find even the slightest bit funny....
But, I am fully aware that it could be, can always get, WORSE and so I tread lightly on these keys as I type my complainers words.
Nothing too terrible has happened, just really annoying things that I could honestly do without - I will survive I think, but probably have to really work on giving myself an attitude adjustment as I move through the paces of this busy day.
I am on my deck currently, drinking a dunkin donuts coffee that Brian was kind enough to retrieve for me most expediently. Thanks Bri, cause without this coffee, my mood would surely be worse. I am sitting on the deck pretending that the mess on my kitchen floor does not exist...The mess I am covertly ignoring and referring to, is the explosion of my high tech coffee maker that I hate with all my heart. It apparently decided that rather than brewing coffee into the pot that anxiously awaits below, it would leak amber colored water (not coffee even) all over my counter tops and floor. If it had been kind enough to at least produce coffee, I would have most definitely lapped it off the counter top, trust me, I mean that...And so I proclaim -
I hate technology, HATE it - I am one of those geeks that cannot even change a channel with the remote to my own TV because it overwhelms me with buttons that say shit like guide and DVR etc etc. Much like my high tech stupid ass coffee maker that has all these 'special' buttons, but can't seem to just brew the damn coffee. I miss the days when there was just an on/off choice, a channel up and down button and a volume control. Why do we need all this other shit? In my opinion, it is excessive and just takes us farther away from the simplicity that we all should value more and do away with less.
Recently (you know this if you read my blogs) my high tech android phone took a swim with me at the adult pool party and was so water logged it refused to work anymore. I had an ordeal at the sprint store trying to get a phone, any phone, for my trip to Maine so that if nothing else, at least I was reachable in an emergency.
I ended up with the older version of my newer android and I could not get it to do any of the magical things that my dead, super phone, could previously accomplish...
I had to mantra my way through it - I quickly got into the habit of saying aloud, thousands of times per day "there was a time I did not own a cell phone"
When I couldn't text at rapid speed cause the touch screen was sooo small, when I couldn't upload pix to facebook at the touch of one button, when my cell phone pix were completely blurry because the mega pixels were 5 opposed to 12, I calmly meditated my way through the freak out "there was a time I didn't own a cell phone"....
I came home and the android miraculously came back from the dead (amen), but all in all, the shitty phone experience served me well.
And, I will admit, even with the high tech android super phone at my disposal, I don't understand, nor use half of it's capabilities, if not more. I am just too much of a technology cluster fuck to learn how, or to care for that matter.
I have short comings in the technology savvy department, I saw nothing at all wrong with VCR's, average sized TV's or answering machines that had literal tapes in them.
I know all these gadgety things are to make life more cushy and easy, but for me, the french press coffee maker sounds ideal - I don't need my coffee maker to glow like the north star, I just need it to make coffee.
I will not deny that I am pleased to have my droid back, I have all my numbers again and the touch screen does not require me to put on reading glasses to place a call - Thank you again phone God, but - I would have survived just fine without it (knock on wood)
I just want simplicity is all, I just want things to be as simple as they can be - that is what works best for me, in my not so simple life.
I guess I am plainly put, screwed, as the world just gets more advanced and I remain a simpleton who still gets too frustrated changing batteries on my old school camera.
Sue me, my complexities lie elsewhere...
Am I alone here, probably so??? - I am sure that my 'old school' ways are outdated and this makes me obviously middle aged.
At some point I will sound like my Papa who grumbled and grunted at every advancement that outdated the way he did it in 1945...He would get a real kick out of this blog and say "Right-O kid"...
When I head out to purchase a new coffee maker, it will possess no beams of neon light, just a brew select button, this I can assure you.
I know that eventually I will have to deal with the disaster on the kitchen floor, but for now I am going to sit here with my dunkin donuts and listen to the birds sing and my neighbor mow his lawn.
Simple sounds for a simple girl who has simply had a rough start to her day....
I wish you all simplicity too - peace.